Looking for a different piece of writing I found this. I have no idea when I wrote it but I kind of like it so here.
Unnamed Lesbian Pirate Story.
The fog surrounding the vessel blocked all visibility. The captain frowned and leaned against the mast, her arms folded in front of her.
"I don't like it." She muttered to the first mate. The slim woman at her side nodded.
"Aye, me neither. It's too convenient and we know those other ships are out there." Looking nervous the new cabin girl slid up alongside them.
"Is... Is there something I can do to help ma'ams?" She saluted only to have the motion brushed away by the captain.
"First stop all that uptight salutin'. Second, run down below and fetch the cook. She's our secret weapon in problems like this." The cabin girl looked back and forth, confused.
"The... Cook?"
"Aye lass," the first mate winked "she'll get us out of here. Ain't nobody in the 9 waters got a nose as strong as hers." Still confused but trusting she slipped away, returning moments later with a tiny woman, barely 5 feet and not even 8 stones. She dusted flour from her hands, looked about then nodded to the Captain. She stood, a nearly invisible figure, eyes closed next to the wheel. Occasionally her ears would twitch and she'd give directions. It took less than 20 minutes to escape the fog, and the cabin girl was awed by this mysterious ship of women she'd boarded.
